Docks - Deck of the Treasure Oscar - Saturday Late Morning/Early Afternoon

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

After last night, and, well, all of last week actually, Pippi is in dire need of some serious coffee. Rather then make it herself, she decides to get out of the dorms and get some at the Perk then enjoy it while checking over her boat to see what needs doing before she sails for Sweden later in the coming week.

Right now, however, she's just sitting on the railing sipping her coffee and looking thoughtfully up at the island.

She'd better get a move on if she wants to make Gun Club.

[[ooc: Here for somebody in particular, but open.]]

Luke's Diner, Saturday

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude was kind of dreamy behind the counter. It was not-prom today, and his girlfriend was awesome, and . . . well, okay, Deadpool was probably going to be following them around with a shovel all night, so that wasn't as cool as all the rest of it. But still. He was still coming firmly down on the plus side.

[[Mind too fragged to come up with specials for today, sorry. Open as usual!]]

Sparky Repairs, Saturday

[2-twin-devils-2.livejournal.com]

Pillows and blankets in tow, the twins carried the sleeping supplies with them to work today in hopes of getting some good sleep. They hadn't been getting the best sleep in the past week, and since few ever seemed to need their services, the shop seemed an excellent place to set up camp.

Sparky's is open~

The Perk - Saturday Afternoon

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

After a lazy morning with Cameron, Veronica finally dragged herself down to the Perk and made a few handwavy calls to let people know she was in town. She was drinking a large chai latte and keeping a close eye on the time so that she made sure to give herself plenty of time to get ready for the prom.



[ooc: V's friends can mod a phone call. Anyone else that wants to run into her is also welcome. Also open for your own Perk needs. Now I want a chai latte.]

Caritas, Saturday Evening

[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

Ellen was cleaning glasses, not at all nostalgic about her own prom, no way.

While she was distracted, Tino stepped up to man the bar.

[OOC: Please mod Tino, as I'll be out for most of the evening.]

Book Haven; Saturday [ 10-2 ]

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Ze bookstore, it is open. Alphonse was behind the counter for all your assisting and prodding needs and wants.

Prom, Saturday night

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

The first Prom post can be found here. The second post will be going up later this evening.

Photo Hut, Saturday

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

The sign is still up in the window:

SALE!! SPECIAL PROM PRICES ON ALL PICTURES OF YOU WITH YOUR GIRL. OR BOY.

But now there's some pictures of hearts and butterflies drawn on it.

Photo Hut is open.

The Devil's Nest; Saturday [ 04/14 ]

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

This was Setsuna, behind the bar, trying not to wince every time she reached for a bottle with her left arm, forgetting that doing so would cause an incredible amount of pain.

This was Setsuna, behind the bar, hoping that she wouldn't get into too much trouble for entirely skipping work last night and that maybe 'killing a crapload of demons to protect myself and prevent them from possibly invading Fandom' was a worthy excuse.

This was Setsuna, trying to smile and seem like everything in the world was fine.

She wasn't doing a very good job.

The Devil's Nest is open.

The Beach, Saturday Night

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

After kidnapping Arashi, not literally though that would be pretty fun in a completely non-dirty testing his skills kind of way, Wade dragged him to the beach for something that had absolutely nothing to do with the dance going on in the park. Or a nun that was going there.

....

No little yellow box about it?

Huh.

Weird.

He plopped down on the sand, kicking his shoes off to do that fun squishing sand between your toes thing. He loved that thing.

[[ooc: The ninja was modded with permission. Open for beach needs.]]

Fandom Post Office: Saturday [14-04]

[norglomofnit.livejournal.com]

Moist warily opened the Post Office, peering into the corners and idly toeing mail sacks. "Gladys?" he finally asked. "Where's the cat?"

"Not Tiddles Is Under The Sorting Engine. She Likes It There. It Is Warm."

"Typical cat, sleep in the stupidest poss-- what?" He blinked several times. "Not Tiddles?"

"That Is What You Wrote On Your Note. The Cat's Name Is Not Tiddles."

Moist facepalmed. "Of all the..." This was what had happened up in Lancre, wasn't it? King's daughter ended up being called Note Spelling or something equally daft. "That's not what I meant."

"Nevertheless It Is Her Name." Gladys looked stonily at him - not that she ever looked anything but stony, but this was different - and added, "She Knows It Is Her Name. You Can Not Change It."

He threw up his hands. "Yes, yes, fine. The cat's name is Not Tiddles. That's even stupider than the original," he muttered and went to hang up the seemingly endless train of zippered opaque garment bags that had slithered out of the sorting engine.

The Park, Saturday Night (Prom Part 2)

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

The music is playing, the glitter is everywhere and outside the tent, the gondoliers are occasionally bursting into song.

Prom 2007 continues!


[please wait for OCD! Have fun!!!!]

The Perk: Saturday morning

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack was on his way back from the Post Office, where he'd stopped to pick up his outfit for the Prom, when the on-again, off-again showers decided to be on again. The Perk was right there, so he ducked inside to get out of the rain while he waited for the fickle weather to get bored with rain.

He carefully hung the garment bag over the back of a chair and settled at a table with a ridiculously complicated, whip-cream topped, nominally coffee based concoction. Licking whipped cream and caramel sauce off the spoon, he smiled. "Yum."

[ooc: Jack's here to run into Parker, but post is so very open for all!]

The Sewers: Saturday Evening

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Most girls are spending the evening either getting glammed up or going to the campire for fun and/or dancing.

Mel is spending it in the sewer.

Granted she probably could have gone to either event but after the events of yesterday and the strange noises she heard on Wednesday night with Aeryn, she'd rather be here looking for potential trouble than attempting to dance her cares away.

The smell is almost enough to change her mind.

"One of these days I'm going to have to get a social life," she muttered to herself as she stepped through the goo and muck and headed off toward the other tunnel that she and Aeryn hadn't taken the other night.

( You know what? She really should get a social life. )

The Perk - Sunday morning

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

After discovering herself and her brother suddenly in a totally lame park and talking to some other kids, Walter Annika Mirelle Bernadette decided she wanted a flipperchino.

Following her be freckled and bandaged nose, she found the Perk.

( 40 quarts of coffee, NOW! )

[[OOC: Preplayed with cyclopeanmerc. WeeWalter and Pip are gone but the Perk remains open.]]